“Ever been carried like this before?” I asked, walking us down the short hallway toward my room. My titanium arm rested under his ass, and my other was around his back. Raiden flashed that dimple. “Nope. I kinda like it. Makes me feel dainty.” “Dainty?” I snorted. “You better tell me now if you’re a delicate little flower, Raiden.” Reaching the room, I tossed him on the bed. He bounced once on the mattress and looked up at me with excited eyes as I unzipped my pants. “Why?” he asked, his hands going to his own pants and unbuttoning them. “You gonna do dirty and rough things to me?”
